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〃Yes； sir；〃 replied Cowperwood； who had been shrewd enough to get the new overseer's name from Chapin； 〃this is Mr。 Bonhag； I presume？〃
〃That's me；〃 replied Bonhag； not a little flattered by the recognition； but still purely interested by the practical side of this encounter。 He was anxious to study Cowperwood； to see what type of man he was。
〃You'll find it a little different down here from up there；〃 observed Bonhag。 〃It ain't so stuffy。 These doors out in the yards make a difference。〃
〃Oh； yes；〃 said Cowperwood； observantly and shrewdly； 〃that is the yard Mr。 Desmas spoke of。〃
At the mention of the magic name； if Bonhag had been a horse； his ears would have been seen to lift。 For； of course； if Cowperwood was so friendly with Desmas that the latter had described to him the type of cell he was to have beforehand； it behooved Bonhag to be especially careful。
〃Yes； that's it； but it ain't much；〃 he observed。 〃They only allow a half…hour a day in it。 Still it would be all right if a person could stay out there longer。〃
This was his first hint at graft； favoritism； and Cowperwood distinctly caught the sound of it in his voice。
〃That's too bad；〃 he said。 〃I don't suppose good conduct helps a person to get more。〃 He waited to hear a reply； but instead Bonhag continued with： 〃I'd better teach you your new trade now。 You've got to learn to cane chairs； so the warden says。 If you want； we can begin right away。〃 But without waiting for Cowperwood to acquiesce； he went off； returning after a time with three unvarnished frames of chairs and a bundle of cane strips or withes； which he deposited on the floor。 Having so doneand with a flourishhe now continued： 〃Now I'll show you if you'll watch me；〃 and he began showing Cowperwood how the strips were to be laced through the apertures on either side； cut； and fastened with little hickory pegs。 This done； he brought a forcing awl； a small hammer； a box of pegs； and a pair of clippers。 After several brief demonstrations with different strips； as to how the geometric forms were designed； he allowed Cowperwood to take the matter in hand； watching over his shoulder。 The financier； quick at anything； manual or mental； went at it in his customary energetic fashion； and in five minutes demonstrated to Bonhag that； barring skill and speed； which could only come with practice； he could do it as well as another。 〃You'll make out all right；〃 said Bonhag。 〃You're supposed to do ten of those a day。 We won't count the next few days； though； until you get your hand in。 After that I'll come around and see how you're getting along。 You understand about the towel on the door； don't you？〃 he inquired。
〃Yes； Mr。 Chapin explained that to me；〃 replied Cowperwood。 〃I think I know what most of the rules are now。 I'll try not to break any of them。〃
The days which followed brought a number of modifications of his prison lot； but not sufficient by any means to make it acceptable to him。 Bonhag； during the first few days in which he trained Cowperwood in the art of caning chairs； managed to make it perfectly clear that there were a number of things he would be willing to do for him。 One of the things that moved him to this； was that already he had been impressed by the fact that Stener's friends were coming to see him in larger numbers than Cowperwood's； sending him an occasional basket of fruit； which he gave to the overseers； and that his wife and children had been already permitted to visit him outside the regular visiting…day。 This was a cause for jealousy on Bonhag's part。 His fellow…overseer was lording it over himtelling him； as it were； of the high jinks in Block 4。 Bonhag really wanted Cowperwood to spruce up and show what he could do； socially or otherwise。
And so now he began with： 〃I see you have your lawyer and your partner here every day。 There ain't anybody else you'd like to have visit you； is there？ Of course； it's against the rules to have your wife or sister or anybody like that； except on visiting days〃 And here he paused and rolled a large and informing eye on Cowperwoodsuch an eye as was supposed to convey dark and mysterious things。 〃But all the rules ain't kept around here by a long shot。〃
Cowperwood was not the man to lose a chance of this kind。 He smiled a littleenough to relieve himself； and to convey to Bonhag that he was gratified by the information； but vocally he observed： 〃I'll tell you how it is； Mr。 Bonhag。 I believe you understand my position better than most men would； and that I can talk to you。 There are people who would like to come here； but I have been afraid to let them come。 I did not know that it could be arranged。 If it could be； I would be very grateful。 You and I are practical menI know that if any favors are extended some of those who help to bring them about must be looked after。 If you can do anything to make it a little more comfortable for me here I will show you that I appreciate it。 I haven't any money on my person； but I can always get it； and I will see that you are properly looked after。〃
Bonhag's short； thick ears tingled。 This was the kind of talk he liked to hear。 〃I can fix anything like that； Mr。 Cowperwood；〃 he replied； servilely。 〃You leave it to me。 If there's any one you want to see at any time； just let me know。 Of course I have to be very careful； and so do you； but that's all right； too。 If you want to stay out in that yard a little longer in the mornings or get out there afternoons or evenings； from now on； why； go ahead。 It's all right。 I'll just leave the door open。 If the warden or anybody else should be around； I'll just scratch on your door with my key； and you come in and shut it。 If there's anything you want from the outside I can get it for youjelly or eggs or butter or any little thing like that。 You might like to fix up your meals a little that way。〃
〃I'm certainly most grateful； Mr。 Bonhag；〃 returned Cowperwood in his grandest manner； and with a desire to smile； but he kept a straight face。
〃In regard to that other matter；〃 went on Bonhag； referring to the matter of extra visitors； 〃I can fix that any time you want to。 I know the men out at the gate。 If you want anybody to come here； just write 'em a note and give it to me； and tell 'em to ask for me when they come。 That'll get 'em in all right。 When they get here you can talk to 'em in your cell。 See！ Only when I tap they have to come out。 You want to remember that。 So just you let me know。〃
Cowperwood was exceedingly grateful。 He said so in direct； choice language。 It occurred to him at once that this was Aileen's opportunity； and that he could now notify her to come。 If she veiled herself sufficiently she would probably be safe enough。 He decided to write her； and when Wingate came he gave him a letter to mail。
Two days later； at three o'clock in the afternoonthe time appointed by himAileen came to see him。 She was dressed in gray broadcloth with white…velvet trimmings and cut…steel buttons which glistened like silver； and wore； as additional ornaments； as well as a protection against the cold； a cap； stole； and muff of snow…white ermine。 Over this rather striking costume she had slipped a long dark circular cloak； which she meant to lay off immediately upon her arrival。 She had made a very careful toilet as to her shoes； gloves； hair； and the gold ornaments which she wore。 Her face was concealed by a thick green veil； as Cowperwood had suggested； and she arrived at an hour when； as near as he had been able to prearrange； he would be alone。 Wingate usually came at four； after business； and Steger in the morning； when he came at all。 She was very nervous over this strange adventure； leaving the street…car in which she had chosen to travel some distance away and walking up a side street。 The cold weather and the gray walls under a gray sky gave her a sense of defeat； but she had worked very hard to look nice in order to cheer her lover up。 She knew how readily he responded to the influence of her beauty when properly displayed。
Cowperwood； in view of her coming； had made his cell as acceptable as possible。 It was clean； because he had swept it himself and made his own bed； and besides he had shaved and combed his hair； and otherwise put himself to rights。 The caned chairs on which he was working had been put in the corner at the end of the bed。 His few dishes were washed and hung up； and his clogs brushed with a brush which he now kept for the purpose。 Never before； he thought to himself； with a peculiar feeling of artistic degradation； had Aileen seen him like this。 She had always admired his good taste in clothes； and the way he carried himself in them； and now she was to see him in garments which no dignity of body could make presentable。 Only a stoic sense of his own soul…dignity aided him here。 After all； as he now thought； he was Frank A。 Cowperwood； and that was something； whatever he wore。 And Aileen knew it。 Again； he might be free and rich some day； and he knew that she believed that。 Best of all； his looks under these or any other circumstances； as he knew； would make no difference to Aileen。 She would only love him the more。 It was her ardent sympathy that he was afra